[The video cuts in to a large expanse of tanned naked skin- someone's back. The book has to be propped to get this angle for in the next moment the body moves to show a large, angry and ugly looking brand on the shoulder
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The only stupid one here, is the one I'm speaking to at the moment. I can not be in someone's head I can only- Of all the misguided malinformed idiotic miscommunications-
[That smack you heard? Was the sound of her palm hitting her forehead.
So this asshole can speak to the leopard too?! Was he linked with the cats?! How the hell can he be a guide and not even-?]
-is Alex alright? You are speaking of the leopard, right? Is he with you?
[If she had just half a clue what she had been going into- she'd have clamped the gate shut as soon as she'd seen the axeman. But she cut it off too late- and now- she doesn't know now. She shut the gate as soon as she was lucid enough to do so- she's worried. Very worried.]
[She's rubbing her hands over her face right about now.]
Sorry, I'm not buying it. Is that what you wanted me to say? I'm not buying what you are trying to sell me.
But you know. If you want me to treat you like a wet-eared kid, then I'm game.
[The words are short, clipped and well, condescending.]
The Landing Pact is the freedom won for the Scout-Cats of the First Droppers on Risthmus. Certain areas of land have been set aside for them, so they can retain their privacy. Unless they've called out to a guide.
Which is exactly what I am.
I've spoken to Alex. This business with him being hurt, is my business.
You're right. You aren't from my world, for even the children know that the bio-gate isn't magic. Nor do you seem to understand, anything I have been saying!
I can not get into people's heads!
The virus does not make those kinds of changes! The land? The creatures within it? THERE my connection has been forged. You are a closed book to my kind- maleficar.
[If you don't understand the word. Throw it right back at them! It's probably an insult.]
Because, in Thedas, I'm not. Considering it's the only world I know, and there's certainly no talk of... bio-gates, or whatever madness you're scribbling.
That's a lie! He told me so himself. You're in his mind, you're altering his behavior. He can feel your thoughts.
... You don't have any idea what that word means, if you're calling me a blood mage. Now who's dense?
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[She's also been reading it.]
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Are you done throwing tantrums?
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Did you have something interesting to say or were you just going to continue act like your shit doesn't smell?
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... I want to know what it is you've done. You have some kind of magic, you're in peoples' heads.
How.
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Magic? Really?
[FFFF.]
I am in no one's head, I'm not an Esper. That's what they do. I am a Guide if you must know. Nothing magical about it.
[What are they telling colonists these days?]
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Don't be stupid. You're in someone's head all right. And you've guided him into doing incredibly foolish things.
[And the King of Doing Stupid Things would know.]
He told me he can feel your thoughts, maleficar. Your emotions. If that isn't getting into his head, I don't know what is.
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[She's starting to tire of this game.]
The only stupid one here, is the one I'm speaking to at the moment. I can not be in someone's head I can only- Of all the misguided malinformed idiotic miscommunications-
[That smack you heard? Was the sound of her palm hitting her forehead.
So this asshole can speak to the leopard too?! Was he linked with the cats?! How the hell can he be a guide and not even-?]
-is Alex alright? You are speaking of the leopard, right? Is he with you?
[If she had just half a clue what she had been going into- she'd have clamped the gate shut as soon as she'd seen the axeman. But she cut it off too late- and now- she doesn't know now. She shut the gate as soon as she was lucid enough to do so- she's worried. Very worried.]
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[He just waits. Waits for her to make a conclusion. Because he knows what he's talking about. He knows magic.]
[And that's what this has to be.]
I don't think that's any of your business. But you've just proved me right. You know exactly what I'm talking about.
Don't you.
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Actually, YES. It is my buisness, the Landing Pact specifically sorta states it, if you've forgotten. Is he yours? Are you bonded?
[And if he's a guide- what is his link?]
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I'm from Fereldan. Up in the Anderfells. I haven't the faintest clue what your 'landing pact' is, or what it has to do with anything.
[Yep, totally ignoring the last questions there.]
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Sorry, I'm not buying it. Is that what you wanted me to say? I'm not buying what you are trying to sell me.
But you know. If you want me to treat you like a wet-eared kid, then I'm game.
[The words are short, clipped and well, condescending.]
The Landing Pact is the freedom won for the Scout-Cats of the First Droppers on Risthmus. Certain areas of land have been set aside for them, so they can retain their privacy. Unless they've called out to a guide.
Which is exactly what I am.
I've spoken to Alex. This business with him being hurt, is my business.
[Leaving things out? Her? Why yes.]
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You might as well be speaking Qunari for all the sense you're making. How many times do I have to tell you, maleficar, that I am not from your world?
... No. It isn't any of your business. If you've any idea of what's good for you, you'll keep out of his and anyone else's head.
Blood magic is forbidden for a reason.
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You're right. You aren't from my world, for even the children know that the bio-gate isn't magic. Nor do you seem to understand, anything I have been saying!
I can not get into people's heads!
The virus does not make those kinds of changes! The land? The creatures within it? THERE my connection has been forged. You are a closed book to my kind- maleficar.
[If you don't understand the word. Throw it right back at them! It's probably an insult.]
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That's a lie! He told me so himself. You're in his mind, you're altering his behavior. He can feel your thoughts.
... You don't have any idea what that word means, if you're calling me a blood mage. Now who's dense?
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Enough. I am done arguing with you and your magical things. Your blood, this and blood that! Self-important, small-minded asshole.
Take your charms and your voodoos and sit and spin on them, away from me.
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